Ji Fusheng's body suddenly erupted with an aura that frightened everyone, even the strong man who was half a step into the spiritual elixir realm.
Waves of ghostly aura slowly emerged from his body, which was extremely cold and filled with traces of deathly aura.
When he was beaten all over by the Zhou family and thrown out of the city, he accidentally obtained a mask with a ghost pattern, and there was a mysterious power in it that guided him to wear it.
Even when he was frustrated, he put it on his face without any scruples, and a piece of information suddenly entered his mind.
His heart trembled. This is a ghost cultivation inheritance. According to its cultivation, one can gain the power to dominate everything.
At that time, he was able to take Zhou Mengying out of the Zhou family with the help of the power of the mask. Later, he did not dare to continue using it for fear that he would not be able to control his desires.
Now, he has completely lost his mind and only has the thought of revenge in his mind. He took it out and put it on his face without hesitation.
Sure enough, after he relaxed his mind and accepted this inheritance, an extremely terrifying power emerged from his body. As long as he wanted to, he could easily tear the people in front of him into pieces.
In just ten breaths of time, all the people who came to chase them had their heads dislocated. They died in miserable conditions, with all the blood and essence drained from their bodies.
Looking at Zhou Mengying covered in blood, he found something strange in the inheritance, but it gave Ji Fusheng a glimmer of hope.
As long as the essence and blood of living beings can be collected, there is a chance that they can be resurrected by special means and live in another way.
His eyes immediately showed hope, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He carefully put away Zhou Mengying's body and disappeared into the valley full of corpses.
Then a burst of fierce killings broke out in the city where the Zhou family was located. No one from the Zhou family and even the Li family survived, and all the blood and essence was drained from their bodies.
In the days that followed, relying on the inheritance of ghost cultivators, he became extremely famous even in the Yinshan Domain where there were so many powerful people.
It was horrifying to hear that as long as he was his enemy, there would be no good end.
He also used the collected essence and blood one by one on Zhou Mengying's body using secret methods, turning her into a terrifying ghost covered in blood, without a human form.
Ji Fusheng also changed his name to Ghost Face, and with the ghost transformed by Zhou Mengying, he continued to fight and devour him, and finally stood at the top of the Yinshan Domain.
The woman in white was silent for a long time, with tenderness and a hint of complexity in her eyes as she advised:
"Fu Sheng, I know that you did everything for me, but the two of us have caused countless murders, which can be said to be a serious crime."
"I don't want all of this. Even if you succeed in resurrecting me, we will never be able to go back to the past. I don't want to see you in pain forever."
"Stop it, Fusheng!"
"No!"
"I don't want to. Just a little bit closer, I can resurrect you, and we can be together forever, and no one can stop us!"
Ji Fusheng roared somewhat sickly.
Everyone looked at this scene with some shock in their hearts. Looking at this situation, these two people were also a pair of miserable people.
It is not difficult to tell from the woman's words that the reason why Ji Fusheng followed the path of ghost cultivation was because he wanted to resurrect her.
"well!"
"Hateful people must be pitiful. I am truly convinced!"
Everyone sighed.
The Changsheng Sect and others also sighed lightly, and Wu Kuang, who had always been very nervous, was also a little silent at this time.
He had some sympathy for the two people's experiences, but Ji Fusheng must pay a price for the sins he committed.
As the great master of the demon clan, Ming Lei Tianhu had seen too many such things, so he did not say anything. The electric light on his body began to beat crazily, preparing to send the two of them off for the final journey.
The two of them naturally felt it. Zhou Mengying had some relief on her face, but Ji Fusheng had gloomy eyes and seemed very unwilling.
Just when everyone in the scene thought that it would end with the Dark Thunder Sky Tiger killing two people.
Ji Fusheng suddenly roared in pain and let out a shrill scream. Zhou Mengying raised her pale face, looking shocked and worried at the other party.
The ghost mask on his face suddenly shook violently, as if something was trying to get out of it.
Finally, it turned into a black light, suspended in the void, and a proud and wild laughter came from inside.
"Jie Jie Jie, junior, you have provided me with nourishment for so long, how should I repay you?"
"who?"
Ji Fusheng's expression changed drastically. He had worn this mask for so many years, how could it still hide something he didn't know about.
The people in the audience were also a little numb. As a melon-eater, the viewing experience was also full, with one good show after another.
A hint of surprise flashed through Ming Lei Tianhu's eyes. As a former demon lord, he didn't even notice the sudden aura.
"My name is the Ghost Emperor, but your origin is not something you ants can know."
"After sleeping in the mask for hundreds of years, I finally see the light of day again."
As this voice sounded, a gloomy ghostly aura slowly overflowed from the mask.
The old man turned into a mummy, with a hint of excitement on his face, revealing a disgusting and crazy smile.
When he saw the mummified old man, Ji Fusheng also realized that he had been hiding under his nose for so many years without him noticing, so his purpose must be impure.
"What do you mean by nourishment?"
He immediately asked in confusion.
"hehe!"
"Of course it means literally. Do you think you can use the so-called secret method to resurrect your wife after collecting countless blood essences?"
"It's a joke. It's true that it can nourish your wife's soul, but in the end, you can't save it. You want to resurrect a dead person. Do you believe this?"
The old mummy seemed to have thought of something interesting and said sarcastically.
"you wanna die!"
His words naturally aroused Ji Fusheng's shock and anger. All his years of hard work turned out to be just the other party's conspiracy.
As for the purpose, it was obvious that it was to help him recover from it.
Thinking of this, he could no longer restrain the anger in his heart. He clenched the flag fiercely and stabbed at the opponent. The terrifying momentum of the middle stage of the God Emperor exploded, carrying powerful power.
"snort!"
The mummified old man snorted disdainfully, and slapped his withered palms at will, showing no fluctuation in spiritual power.
But the flag in Ji Fusheng's hand broke in response, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell into the void. He covered his chest with his left hand and suffered heavy injuries in an instant.
"Floating life!"
Zhou Mengying hurriedly came to his side and supported him, her eyes full of distress and worry.
"I'm fine."
Ji Fusheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said softly to Zhou Mengying.
"After all, you are still my benefactor, junior. I advise you not to seek death, lest others say that I, the Ghost Emperor, am unreasonable!"
The mummy old man sounded contemptuous, glanced at the other party and said slowly.
"Old Bangzi, if you do something in front of your Lord Tiger, the old man will eat arsenic. You're tired of living, aren't you?"
A roaring sound sounded!
